I cannot wait for tomorrow. Though it seems far away I sense it is fast approaching. Today rescued me, just in time from its predecessor. But would I survive tomorrow? I am naïve, who will be my tutor? I dread not to be, yet the cascading sweat tells everyone I am anxious. For no reason, I am scared. I do not want to cry but the tears urgently request their liberation. My heart beats rapidly, I get the feeling the year would end before I begin something. Do not ask me what I would be doing in the next 7 years when it has not arrived. I am still trying to figure out what these 7 seconds have to offer. I know that time has a lot of surprises under its sleeves So, I am doing my best to be prepared for its coming. I do not want to be left out. I want to be written along the right lines of history. My days have been numbered - I know today’s date. Truth be told, I cannot wait any longer for tomorrow. It isn’t delaying either. Thus, I encourage myself to groom a speci...
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